It all started on April 25th when I saw a posting of a senior bulldog in the rescue section at English Bulldog News. See here - Senior Bully in Nebraska. Mustang Sally was her name and this poor senior gal had been dumped off at the shelter in Hastings, Nebraska around March 1st after 7 years of over-breeding. I wasn’t going to look at the post because seeing bullies in rescue

About a year ago, the IBR (Indiana Bulldog Rescue) was called to do a surrender for a 1 year old female bulldog. She has food allergies, a skin disorder that causes her to lose large sections of her fur, had an ear infection, a Staph infection on her face & tummy and needed Cherry eye surgery. The rescue Director asked Nikki if she could pick her up and keep her for a few days until she found a foster home…Nikki agreed.

The following before & after photos are from Georgia English Bulldog Rescue. We saw these photos on facebook and were amazed at the recovery these beautiful bulldogs made. We contacted them immediately to see if we could share their story with our family at English Bulldog News.

Let me introduce myself, my name is Butterbean and I am the spokes-dog who inspired the formation of English Bulldog Rescue of Georgia. This non-profit organization has made it their mission to help abused, sick and neglected bulldogs just
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I Rescued A Human Today

I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY
by Janine Allen

Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.

I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn’t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the overworked shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want her to think poorly of them.

As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn’t feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone’s life.

She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship.

A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.

I would promise to keep her safe.
I would promise to always be by her side.
I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.

I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven’t walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.